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On the other side.
Viola Thompson was watering the plants on the balcony.
At that moment, there was a knock on the door.
She went to open it.
A tall man stood at the entrance, almost 1.9 meters tall. He had to bend over slightly to get in.
"Are you feeling better?" he asked.
Viola knew he was referring to her getting drunk the day before yesterday.
"Much better," Viola mumbled awkwardly.
Terrence Lentz brought the vegetables and fish into the kitchen. "Have you eaten dinner yet? I'll do the cooking."
He smoothly put on the apron hanging on the wall and tied it around his waist.
A pink Hello Kitty apron.
It looked very cute on him.
"I'll help you." Viola rolled up her sleeves.
As she spoke, she walked over and picked up a fish from the bag.
To keep the fish fresh, it hadn't been killed yet.
Viola thought she was quite handy, so killing a fish shouldn't be a problem.
